so. First and foremost, Samantha Odle is the shit. I loves her. She is super thoughtful, and a delight to have as a roommate, friend and confidant. Yesterday, I told her I wanted body spray in passing... today she brought me some. She basically does all sorts of shit for me, and keeps me headed in the right direction. One day, I'll write a blog at length about her, but for now, I'll just they that she is an amazing, intelligent, charming, witty, fantastic person... and her coming into my life is one of the most positive things that has ever happened to me, and I am so thankful and honored to have her there looking out for me and helping me with life's little stumbling blocks. There aren't a lot of people I think so highly of... except for of course myself (damn you Narcissus and your complex!)... but she is a wonderful person, and a breath of fresh air in this sometimes stale world.

This makes me want to write a journal about all of my friends, and what I appreciate in each of them. Perhaps I'll get to that at a later date. Perhaps not; I'm forgetful.

So, I went to the jazz game tonight. good times. It's not often you'll see me go on a date. The idea of one on one interaction with somebody that I don't know very well makes me terribly uncomfortable. However, in the spirit of growth, I bucked up and went through with it. It actually went fabulously, fabulously well. I was never at a loss for words, the conversation was engaging, and I had a lot of fun. It seemed as though she had a lot of fun too, and there was not the least bit of awkwardness or discomfort. We were both laughing and chatting and having a gay old time. Fucking big step for me. Hip hip hooray! Apparently sometimes I'm not shy. Now if only I can make that a daily occurrence.

tomorrow. Friday. That should be the meet people night. we'll see how that goes. I may have to work saturday morning which will impede my plans of social merriment, but we'll see. It feels like there are so many people that I haven't hung out with in forever, and I want to change that. I should make a list or something. Some of my best friends, I haven't seen in such a long time... that's not really acceptable, and I need to get on that. I have, however, made some new friends. Mike and Steve. Mike is me, only taller, darker, and more handsome. Same sense of humor, funny as shit, a great pleasure to be around. i believe that him and I could do some damage with the ladies. and perhaps someday, we'll make it so. Steve is a fucking teddy bear. seriously one of the sweetest most genuine, polite, kind, fun to be around people I have ever met. I also admire him being strong in his convictions, but not the least bit judgmental. Those people are a rarity in this world, and I'm glad that I met him.

Oh, chinese characters are a pain in the ass to write... I thought I had bad handwriting in english... shit... chinese makes my english penmanship look impeccable.

I kind of feel like going to the tavernacle tomorrow, perhaps I'll make it so... I rather enjoy the piano and the relaxed atmosphere. and no smoke = muy bueno. usually a good amount of pretty people there too... and the bartender is kind of a cutie. Fuck, Sam, remind me to get in touch with my friend steve. i need to hang out with him soon. I have an appointment with my doctor at 4:30 (that's a fucking late appointment) to hopefully get more klonopine. He's kind of a douche, so we'll see if I get any, but I think that they do very well to squelch the severity of panic that I occasionally succumb to.

after that, mass text message to see what the story for the night is. FYI, my girl stasia is working at the hotel tomorrow, and I can get whomever I would like in for free, so if that intrigues you... hit me up.

I wish I was tired. This whole not being tired in the night time shit is overrated. I need to post my resume on monster, get a big girl job. Sam, remind me to do that too. Shit Sam, I put a lot of pressure on you to be my personal sticky note. I should just go write it on the mirror or something. but the bathroom is at least 10 feet away, and that's beyond unacceptable. Oh This week, we should do something as a group. wednesday bowling night, tuesday cheap popcorn movie night, thursday margarita night, sunday wiseguys, maybe friday sushi. Something fun, exciting and such.

Shit. I'm a random, rambling man. I think I go nighty night. Maybe read the book I've been reading. Tis fantastic.

tomorrow shall be a motherfucking delight.

ciao bitches. muchos kisses.